Worst thing a friend did

Its not worst thing,but kind of I didn't liked it.

Every Saturday our college used to conduct slip test for that week’s syllabus. Those are not the marks that are added to the final score,just to know the performance of the student and make them study every week.

My friend used to ask me answers every time during examination. As it is slip test the invisilation was less. I don't know whether she studied or not, but she used to ask me the answers.

I strictly didn't liked this.

It may be slip test.

It may not have any significance.

It may be for 20 marks.

But it was for your performance.

Those marks were for your knowledge that you put on the paper for 1.30 hours.

Why should I sell those marks for free??

Even if I get 0 marks it was my knowledge parameter, not only for teachers but also for me.

It is Robbery.

Just for the sake of Marks, and to boast infront of teachers, she tried robbing my skills. Moreover she is not exhibiting her knowledge.

I completely hated this.

For the first time...

1.10am Operation theatre

“Its a girl”, said my Pinni(Aunty)

“Where’s the baby”, I asked her in sleepy tone as I was under Anesthesia, on a strecher from operation theatre to my ward.

“Baby is taken to the doctor,for some initial vaccines and checkup, she will come soon”, pinni said in a happy tone.

1.50am In my ward

Can hear some voices, after couple of minutes I could recognize those are voices of amma(mom),pinni and my sister. But not my baby's cry. I asked them where is my child,they replied baby will be here by morning. I wanted to ask why but dizziness and anesthesia took over.I slept.

7.30am Still on my bed,listening few more voices(recognised they are my inlaws)

I opened my eyes forcefully, called “ amma, where is baby?”, she replied baby will be in incubator for 2 days, my dad is there with baby, and not to worry about anything. I smiled at my in-laws, said I'm fine. I slept.

8.30 am Few sound waves stuck to my ears

Somebody sitting beside me making phone calls to convey the message that they are blessed with a grand daughter, but she is bluebaby. Due to weakness and tranquilizers I could hear, but couldnt respond. Suddenly I listend to these words, I brushed off the dizziness for few minutes called my mom asked about baby.She said “Baby got brucies in the womb, due to lack of place. She will be fine, they are only birth marks which will be vanished with in few days. As she is in incubator,there absolutly nothing to worry about baby”. I repetatedly asked( rather use the word interrogated) mom,dad,pinni and sister. They all said baby is fine.

But at the moment I heard my baby was blue baby, I chanted name of God infinite number of times, new mother in me cried like hell. Thank God no one noticed my tears!!

After 4 days, 10.15am I sat up on my bed, waiting for my baby to come from incubator to my ward.

Those are the longest 10 minutes in my life. When my mother in law brought baby inside the room, I couldn't express joy without tears. I cried out of joy when I took her in hands. Those time little feet, tiny nose, her sleepy eyes, as soon as I took her in my hands she slowly opened her eyes, saw me and soon fallen asleep. I Thanked God million number of times.

I wondered how this tiny little creature was in my womb for 9 months. I felt proud, happy, grateful at the same time. It was priceless.

I never know how my mother felt when I was born, but now my love for her,  became double for what she bore for me.

Motherhood

After my graduation, one of my friend asked me what I shall do in 10 years.
I said I may have kids.
Friend asked desperatly "Is that all you want??"
I had no reason at that time to say.

After 7 years, I had my first baby. The moment I hold her in my arms, I cried out of joy.. It was priceless..

Every sleep less night, increased my patience..
Every reason less cry, increased my focus..
Every sound she made, increased my listening skills..
Every smile seemed to be most valuable gift..
Every milestone she reached, made me proud..
Every hug she gave me, increased my belief in love..
Every eye contact she made with me, made the world look more beautiful..

Now I can tell you the answer my friend. Being a mother is more than being a manager to company or designing a new Semi conductor device or being a software engineer. It's beyond that..

Not everyone can get this opportunity (definetly not for males of course). Motherhood is very precious. Every moment here is priceless..Not everyone can enjoy this in their busy career goals, but I did. Thank God..!!!